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Kaatrin Mazhai Pola
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Ongoing, First published Oct 20
46 new parts
Love does not always arrive with fireworks.
Some stories are loud; others arrive like drizzle-soft, hesitant, seeping into every crack until the house of the heart smells of rain. Sometimes, it comes quietly-like rain on a tired evening, or a voice that simply stays when the world feels too loud.
Kaatrin Mazhai Pola is a story of two people from different worlds-
Arun, a 25-year-old IT employee from Madurai, and Meena, a 19-year-old housemaid from Theni, whose strength lies in her gentleness. 
Their lives meet in Chennai and slowly entwine through kindness, hardship, and the ordinary grace of shared days.
It is about how love can bloom in small moments, and how two lives can grow together against the wind.
What begins as companionship between unequals becomes a lifelong partnership built on respect, patience, and faith in small joys. Their daughter Mozhi is the voice of that love-the bridge between the worlds that once kept them apart.
This story belongs to those who believe that kindness is a language stronger than class, noise, or time.
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He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.